182: True Fire Spirit

While everyone was absorbed in the surroundings, Ji Yunfeng and the others gathered around the three-meter-tall Pill Furnace in the center of the main hall.

This was a Bagua Furnace made entirely of purple copper, its body engraved with patterns of the sun, moon, and stars.

What was most shocking was—

Inside the furnace, a cluster of purple flames danced. In the center of the flame, the vague shape of a small person was visible, burning fiercely as if it had endured tens of thousands of years!

"Father! C-could this be the Purple Yang Bagua Furnace recorded in ancient texts?" Ji Tiancheng leaned closer for a look and suddenly cried out in surprise, "And this flame is very strange..."

"That's right, it is the Purple Yang Bagua Furnace, capable of refining all things." Ji Yunfeng could not hide his excitement, and as he spoke, his peripheral vision glanced at the white-haired old man behind him.

The white-haired old man, however, maintained a meditative posture, seemingly indifferent to this treasure.

You keenly noticed that Fairy Zhiyun, standing nearby, was staring intently at the purple flame in the furnace, her eyes burning with almost frantic greed.

"Could this purple flame be some sort of treasure?" You muttered inwardly.

"Although the furnace is good," Ji Yunfeng spoke again, his voice echoing throughout the hall, "what is truly precious is the perpetually burning wisp of flame inside."

"Father, what exactly is this fire?" Ji Tiancheng looked at Ji Yunfeng.

"This is the spirit of true fire," Ji Yunfeng stated word by word. "It is an Innate flame born when the Heaven and Earth first opened, and there are no more than ten wisps of it in the entire Immortal Realm."

"The spirit of true fire?!"

"Is that the spirit of true fire that can incinerate all things?"

"I heard that the Blazing Emperor also possesses a wisp of Innate flame, which, when integrated into his Divine Ability, is enough to burn everything, even the Law Power."

"Isn't this the perfect flame for Alchemy and Artifact Refining?"

"More than that, if used against an enemy, ordinary Magic Treasures wouldn't be able to withstand it at all."

All the Cultivators who understood Alchemy and Artifact Refining were breathing rapidly—

This was the supreme flame that could melt everything and enlighten divine weapons!

Whoever obtains this fire will not only face no obstacles in Alchemy and Artifact Refining but can also rely on its power to burn the heavens and boil the seas, dominating the Immortal Realm!

Looking at the flickering purple flame, your heart shook violently: "Is this the spirit of true fire used to refine the immortal slaying sword?!"

Countless thoughts flashed through your mind instantly—this kind of Innate treasure must be acquired at all costs!

Just at this moment—

Ji Yunfeng's icy gaze swept toward a Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator.

That Cultivator was so scared that his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and he turned and bolted towards the hall entrance.

"Trying to run?"

Ji Yunfeng lightly flicked his sleeve, and his Nascent Soul Power transformed into invisible chains, instantly dragging the person back.

Amidst hideous curses, the Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator was violently thrown toward the Pill Furnace—

"You dog thief! May you die a horrible death—Ah!!"

The purple flame surged violently, like an awakened Vicious Beast, instantly engulfing the man.

The Loose Cultivator didn't even leave behind ashes, nor was there even the smell of burnt flesh.

"There are actually no Restrictions!?" A look of ecstasy flashed in Ji Yunfeng's eyes, but he still didn't dare to act personally.

He looked at Fairy Zhiyun beside him and said coldly, "You go and refine the spirit of true fire."

Fairy Zhiyun's delicate body trembled slightly, and she looked pleadingly at her Dao Companion, Vast Emptiness Master.

Vast Emptiness Master clenched his fists, but ultimately lowered his head dejectedly under Ji Yunfeng's icy stare.

"Hurry up and go!" Ji Yunfeng urged sharply.

Fairy Zhiyun bit her lip and walked trembling toward the Pill Furnace. She formed a hand seal with her slender fingers, and her faint golden Golden Core Power extended toward the purple flame like threads.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—"

The moment the two powers met, they produced a grating friction sound. The purple flame flickered slightly, resisting but not erupting with destructive power.

It truly can be refined!

It's just that the speed... is too slow.

Ji Yunfeng was overjoyed at the sight: "Alright, step back!"

His figure flashed as he prepared to step forward, his withered hand reaching directly for the dancing purple flame.

In this flash of lightning and flint—

Your long-prepared Nascent Soul Power erupted violently!

A golden giant palm, condensed to the extreme, arrived late but struck first, precisely enveloping the entire cluster of the spirit of true fire.

"Capture!"

Under the horrified gazes of everyone—

That cluster of the "spirit of true fire" obediently shrunk to about an inch in size, and following your mental command, it instantly submerged into your Sea of Consciousness between your eyebrows, where you placed it into the System space.

The entire Pill Hall fell into a deathly silence.

Ji Yunfeng's hand froze mid-air, his face still fixed with a smile of certain success.

After his Divine Sense swept over you, he first froze, then erupted in fury: "Hateful thief!"

Before his voice faded, he flicked his sleeve—

A golden light shot out, transforming into an Ancient Bronze Mirror suspended at the entrance of the main hall. The mirror surface rotated, instantly deploying a solid golden light barrier, completely sealing off the exit.

"Today, I shall let you know that even among those in the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul, there is a difference in strength!"

Your move just now exposed your strength. Although he was surprised, he didn't dwell on it, as there have always been people hiding their strength among the crowd.

However, he was also at the same stage as you, the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul. But as he said, there are indeed differences in strength even within the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul.

He brought his two fingers together and drew a profound trajectory in the air. In an instant, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi frantically converged—

Several glittering golden Spiritual Qi Chains appeared out of thin air, coiling toward you from all directions like golden pythons, instantly blocking all paths of retreat—it was the Dragon Binding Art!

Seeing this, you smiled instead of being surprised, likewise joining your fingers like a sword and outlining similar Runes in the air.

"Buzz!"

More, thicker golden chains emerged from around you, arriving late but striking first, actually coiling back toward his chains.

The two forces of the same origin violently collided and entangled in the air, emitting a harsh, metallic grinding sound.

"You... why do you know my Ji Family's Dragon Binding Art?!" Ji Yunfeng's pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with disbelief.

You lightly flicked your sleeve and smiled calmly, "Such a crude Cultivation Technique, don't you learn it just by seeing it once?"

"You're courting death!"

Ji Yunfeng's eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets as he slammed his hands down suddenly—

"Town Origin Palm!"

Majestic Heaven and Earth energy frantically converged, transforming into a giant palm that obscured half the main hall. Its palm lines were as clear as ravines, carrying a terrifying aura capable of suppressing all things, and it pressed down directly upon you.

You shook your head and chuckled softly, also raising your palm toward the sky—

"Town Origin Palm!"

A giant palm that was not inferior at all, and whose Dao Charm was even more ancient, condensed out of thin air.

"Boom—!!!"

The two palms collided, as if two mountain peaks had slammed into each other!

A visible shockwave spread outwards like a tsunami, and everyone inside the hall was flung away like fallen leaves.

If not for the special material of this Pill Hall and the protection of Restrictions, it would have long been razed to the ground.

Seeing that you could wield the Town Origin Palm so easily, Ji Yunfeng finally went completely berserk: "Dog thief, die for me!"

He slammed his hand onto his crown, and a black light shot out, transforming into a 'Profound Nether Hell Suppressing Cauldron' that was three-legged, two-eared, and entirely pitch-black.

The small cauldron grew rapidly against the wind. Its mouth spewed forth monstrous black mist, and within the mist, thousands of resentful spirits seemed to wail. It descended upon you, carrying a terrifying might capable of suppressing the Divine Soul and eroding Spiritual Qi!